"If you explain this matter clearly, all the students in the city will be grateful to you."
Gratitude?
Can things be done like this?
Chen Ru looked at Han Muye and nodded mechanically.
"Master, I'm afraid the immortal ship can't hold 100,000 students. Also, there are many students who can't afford 3,000 spiritual rocks. If these people make a scene…"
As the saying goes, people do not worry about scarcity, but rather about uneven distribution in this world.
The poorer a student was, the stronger his self-esteem and the more sensitive he is.
The name 'Sour Confucian' was not for nothing.
"That's easy.
"Find hundreds of pleasure boats and surround the immortal ship. Find some cultivators to use array formations to transmit sound images from the immortal ship.
"As for those poor students, if we allow them to pool their quotas, three to five people should be able to pool an invitation, right?
